Extreme Shame, Chaos, Grotesque Chemical Pleasure, and Surrender
The silence of the cold basement was shattered by a low, wet tearing sound.
-Sluuuuurp. Haaaaah.
From the massive beast’s head plunged between Eunha’s thighs, hot breath close to forty degrees Celsius blasted out like a storm. Eunha trembled like a bound animal. Taeo’s thick forelegs pinning her pelvis were as solid as boulders. Her slender fifty-kilogram body could not budge even a single millimeter; her legs were wrenched apart in a perfect M-shape, spread wide open.
With her vision sealed in darkness, Eunha’s senses focused solely on the overwhelming male pheromones and scorching heat surging between her legs. She felt the minute muscle movements as the beast’s jaws parted, carried through the air itself.
-Schlick.
Then a horrifying sensation engulfed the most delicate membrane of her body.
“Aaaaaah! Hic, hhhngh…!”
Eunha’s back arched like a bow and snapped upward into the air. It was a wolf’s tongue, something on an entirely different scale from anything human. That thick, heavy slab of flesh swept over her pussy in one long stroke. It was far more than soft mucosa. The surface of the beast’s tongue was covered in hundreds of rough, raspy papillae—evolved to strip meat from bone and groom fur. As those tiny, abrasive nubs scraped across her tightly closed entrance and her hypersensitive clit like sandpaper, lightning-like stimulation slammed into Eunha’s brain.
-Churrrrlup. Zzzrrrt.
“No… hngh, it’s dirty… please, aaah!”
A scream soaked in shame burst from her, but Taeo paid no heed. The beast’s single instinct was to perfectly melt this narrow, dry hole so that his enormous bone shaft could slide inside without rupturing her insides.
The massive tongue dug persistently into the cleft of her pussy.
-Squish. Squelch. Chup.
Taeo’s tongue tip curled like a ladle and forcibly shoved its way into her tight vaginal opening.
“Aagh! Kkhh, haa, haa…!”
Every time the tongue thrust in, Eunha’s belly jerked upward. Ten centimeters. Fifteen. The beast’s long tongue easily violated the shallow depth of a human woman’s vagina, reaching all the way to her cervix and nudging, rubbing against it. The rough papillae scraped mercilessly at the delicate walls. The wounds that had barely healed from his saliva burned again with friction heat, accepting the extreme stimulation.
As a rational former pharmacy student, Eunha felt a humiliation so intense she thought she might go insane at the fact that she was taking a beast’s mouth into her reproductive organs. But her body reacted differently.
It was a desperate biological defense for survival. The primal terror that her dry membranes would be torn apart by that rough tongue, or that the monstrous organ about to follow would rip her body in two, completely hijacked her autonomic nervous system. The Bartholin’s glands on either side of her entrance swelled abnormally, pouring out transparent, slippery fluid like a waterfall.
-Burrrrrt. Gush.
An enormous quantity of arousal flooded out in an instant, soaking Taeo’s huge tongue completely. It overflowed from her entrance, trickling down the insides of her thighs in heavy drops.
“Haaah, ahh… What am I… hhhngh…”
Eunha was horrified that her own body was responding to the beast’s tongue by producing its own lubricant. Tears of unbearable shame rolled down her cheeks, yet the secretion only grew more violent every time the tongue scraped her membranes. Taeo’s sticky saliva and the fluids she poured out mingled perfectly inside her.
-Schlick. Zzzuuup. Squish.
The only sounds filling the quiet, chilly underground storage room were the wet, viscous noises of liquid, the beast’s rough breathing, and the female’s suppressed moans. Every time Taeo’s tongue stirred her walls, the pooled fluids bubbled and boiled.
Then, at that moment, the terrible friction pain that had been hammering Eunha’s mind began to transform strangely.
Unknown soothing agents and endorphin-like substances contained in Taeo’s thick saliva were seeping into her torn vaginal walls and the ruptured pelvic floor muscles. The throbbing ache of healing wounds slowly melted away as if numbed. In its place, every time the rough papillae on the beast’s tongue scraped her walls, a spine-tingling electric signal shot straight up her spinal cord to her brain.
“Ah, aah… It feels weird, hnnngh…”
The soles of Eunha’s feet stiffened rigidly in the air. Her toes curled grotesquely, and her calf muscles spasmed. A horrifying chemical change forcibly converting pain into pleasure. Her body now trembled madly wherever the beast’s tongue touched, greedily collecting ecstasy.
After turning her vaginal interior into a complete swamp of saliva and arousal, Taeo’s tongue slowly withdrew. But the beast’s foreplay was not over.
-Chup. Slurp. Zztch.
The broad, enormous tongue passed her entrance and swept upward to cover the tightly closed area around her anus.
“Hic! No, th-that place… aaaaaah!”
Eunha thrashed, twisting her waist, but the tip of Taeo’s tongue was already mercilessly prying between the folds of her torn and barely healed anal sphincter.
The ultimate humiliation of having her excretory organ violated by a beast’s lips and tongue. When Taeo’s saliva flowed into the rectal wall beyond her anus, the last thread of Eunha’s remaining reason snapped completely. All the tension in the muscles surrounding her pelvis melted away like a lie. Even her physiological revulsion knelt before the drug-like sedative effect of his saliva.
Now Eunha’s brain had transformed into an extreme state of acceptance, doing whatever it took to survive by receiving this giant beast. Against her own will, her hips began to buck toward Taeo’s massive head. Every time the beast’s tongue licked her membranes, she spread her holes wider as if begging for more, gushing arousal in heavy spurts.
“Ahh… ah, stop… your tongue, haaang… it’s too deep…”
What poured from Eunha’s mouth was no longer a scream. It was the sticky, heated mating cry of a female completely steeped in hormones, having lost all reason. Her cloudy silver-white pupils wandered aimlessly through the air, utterly unfocused between pleasure and terror. Both her vaginal entrance and anus were slathered in Taeo’s slippery drool and her own transparent fluids, twitching as if ready to swallow anything.
The predator confirmed that every muscle had relaxed and the membranes were sufficiently swollen.
-Sluuuuurp…!Grrrrrrrk…
Taeo lifted his enormous head from between Eunha’s legs. With an inhale, the long strand of mixed saliva and arousal dangling from his jaw snapped and splattered onto her thigh. Her wet holes flinched at the exposure to cold air.
And in the darkness, the ninety-kilogram mass of black fur that had been pinning her slowly pressed its lower body forward.
-Slap. Slide.
The grotesquely swollen, enormous red pillar hanging from the beast’s groin. That horrific slab of flesh, even at rest as thick as an adult man’s forearm, slid along the drenched insides of Eunha’s thighs. The heavy weight of the shaft, reinforced with a solid baculum, crushed down on her perineum.
And at the tip of that pillar—the long, sharply swollen end of the glans—rubbed precisely against her entrance, now melted slick with Taeo’s saliva and her own arousal, finding its place.
-Squish. Thud.
The instant the massive organ touched the mouth of her hole, Eunha felt the chemical pleasure that had dominated her brain shatter into pieces. No matter how much his saliva had relaxed her muscles and her own fluids had provided lubrication, the sheer mass pressing against her entrance far exceeded anything a human woman’s narrow pelvis could endure.
The physical reality that this brutal bone shaft would forcibly shove against her narrow cervix, and that the terrible knot would then swell and tear her pelvic floor muscles apart once more.
-Grrrrrrrng.
The beast’s rough breathing scattered hot gusts against Eunha’s ear. In the pitch-black vision of a blind woman, her senses grotesquely amplified only the tangible reality of the enormous violence crushing her.
Eunha’s waist was barely sixty centimeters long. Her thin, fragile frame and narrow pelvis were completely captured beneath the forepaws of a giant mutated wolf whose shoulder height exceeded ninety centimeters. The moment the beast’s hundred-kilogram muscular weight pressed her to the floor, the chill of the cold tile seeped icily into her back. Yet even that cold was nothing compared to the explosive heat radiating from Taeo’s body.
The rough, thick pads on the beast’s forepaws gripped her delicate pelvic skin mercilessly. The sharp tips of his claws scraped dangerously close to her pelvic bone, and Eunha sucked in a sharp breath, her whole body shuddering violently.
There was nowhere to run. Taeo’s massive frame completely covered her frail fifty-kilogram body, acting as an overwhelming restraint that allowed not the slightest resistance.
“Ah… ugh, hngh… No, Taeo… please…”
A pitiful sob leaked between Eunha’s pale lips. Her cloudy silver-white pupils, robbed of light, wandered without focus, shedding tears. What stung her nose was not the horrific stench of decaying corpses from far down the hospital corridor. It was only the thick, beastly pheromones of the male covering her, and the sweet, fishy scent of the fluids that had just thoroughly soaked her lower body.
Between Eunha’s legs was already a sticky mess of the beast’s viscous saliva and the arousal she herself had released. The strange substances in Taeo’s saliva numbed the pain of her wounds and forcibly relaxed her muscles, but they could not anesthetize the rational terror still ruling her mind.
The anatomical knowledge she had studied countless times as a pharmacy student instead pushed her into the deepest pit of despair at this very moment.
-Squish. Thud.
That brutal mass she had just felt against the entrance of her narrow, fragile hole was a horrific weapon that defied human common sense. The depth of a human woman’s vagina was at most ten to fifteen centimeters. Even with expansion, the width was only a few centimeters. Yet the enormous organ now rubbing against the flesh of her inner thighs and pressing at her entrance was easily over thirty centimeters long. Just from the sensation against her skin, its thickness seemed at least eight centimeters. It was a pillar thicker and more merciless than an adult man’s forearm.
Moreover, inside that brutal lump of meat was not mere blood-engorged spongy tissue. A long, solid bone framework was firmly embedded within the beast’s organ. The unyielding hardness of that bone transmitted clearly through her thin membranes to her thighs. And that was not all. At the base of the pillar was a bulbous knot that would swell during mating to lock the female in place. The terrible part her fingertips had touched earlier. Once insertion occurred, that knot would swell to enormous size and mercilessly rip apart her delicate vaginal walls and pelvic floor muscles.
The overwhelming biological disparity shattered Eunha’s reason and summoned extreme terror. She could not understand how she had survived accepting it before. If that bone shaft dug into her. If that sharp, massive tip pierced her cervix, if the thick pillar that followed shoved all her internal organs upward. And finally, if that horrific bulb swelled at her entrance and completely shattered her pelvis.
“Haaah…! Ah, aaah…!”
When Taeo exhaled roughly and pressed his lower body slightly closer, a sharp scream tore from Eunha’s throat. He had not even begun to penetrate. He had simply let the hot, swollen tip rest heavily against her narrow entrance. Yet that simple friction and pressure alone stretched her delicate vulva to its limit. The thin petals covering her entrance could not accommodate the pillar’s girth; they blanched white and were forced outward. The sharp tip pressed down with a terrible hunger, as if it would swallow her narrow entrance in a single gulp.
-Slurp, squish.
A hot, highly viscous fluid burst from the tip of Taeo’s organ and poured over Eunha’s entrance in a thick spurt. The boiling-hot liquid splashed onto her taut, near-tearing membranes, and her lower abdomen jerked wildly, seized by violent spasms. The mucus flowed down her perineum and pooled stickily between her buttocks. That horrifically hot, slippery sensation was the beast’s cruel mercy in preparation for the catastrophic penetration to come.
“Save me… Taeo, I’ll tear… I might really die… hngh, please stop…”
Eunha shook her head frantically, begging. In the pitch-black darkness, her cloudy eyes were drenched in tears. Because she could not see, her sense of touch and hearing had grown maddeningly acute. The crushing pressure of the enormous glans against her skin. The horrifying pulse of the vein-bulging, twitching pillar. Even the rhythm of the beast’s hard abdominal muscles rising and falling as they pinned her completely. Everything overwhelmed her.
-Grrrrrrrr.
Even at his pitiful owner’s voice, Taeo’s instinct allowed not a shred of mercy. On the contrary, the female’s fear-laced tone only inflamed the male’s conquest urge more savagely. The beastly growl rumbling deep in Taeo’s throat vibrated the air and made Eunha’s thin ribcage—and her heart—tremble violently.
Taeo twisted his beastly pelvis once more, grinding slowly.
“Ahhngh…! Uhh, aaah…!”
With just that tiny movement, Eunha’s waist arched like a bow. The massive tip lodged tightly at her entrance caused terrible friction as it moved up and down. The unyielding hardness of the bone shaft crushed her delicate clitoris, and even amid extreme terror, uncontrollable physiological pleasure shot up her spine like lightning. Against her will, her toes curled tightly. Her mind was filled with the rational fear that her body would split in two once that monstrous weapon entered, yet her saliva-drenched lower half had already surrendered to the beast’s overwhelming mass and heat, endlessly pouring out transparent arousal.
Eunha’s slender hands clutched at the thick fur of Taeo’s forelegs. It was a meaningless attempt to push him away. Immediately, Taeo brought his massive muzzle close to her fragile nape. Every time his sharp fangs grazed the skin where her pulse fluttered, Eunha froze, holding her breath. The beast’s hot breath warmed her neck, and his rough tongue licked away the tears on her jawline.
And at that moment, the beast’s enormous tip pressing against her narrow entrance began to increase its pressure—very slowly, mercilessly—toward the final limit her membranes could allow. The taut tension right before tearing. The bone-hard pillar forcibly spreading the outer muscles of her entrance and aiming straight for the soft flesh inside. Eunha squeezed her eyes shut, waiting in terror for the beast’s first strike that would soon rip her reason and body to shreds.
In the silent hospital corridor where even breathing had ceased, only the wet, sticky friction sounds of two beings colliding and the savage, hot breaths of a male on the verge of completely claiming his female echoed grotesquely.